Again I was taken to the office. I wondered what would be done now. As I had no way of proving that I did not commit the deed, I could not make them understand that I had not harmed the guard.
The officer said: “I will tell you. I found the guard lying on the floor. I do not know if he is dead or in a faint. I do know that he looks very much like a dead man.”
“What! Do you mean to tell me that this man has committed another murder?”
“I am not a murderer, and I did not harm this man. I did not, I say, and God is my judge.”
“We shall have to take some unusual proceedings with you. I am sure that when we find out the truth, which I hope and pray to do, and we will if this man is not dead and he tells the story of how he was harmed, we will be able to at least see what and why so much mystery surrounds you.”
“I hope he may live and be able to tell the story, for I am anxious to find out how he happened to be in the condition found.”
“Are you quite sure that you do not already know?”
“I do not, sir.”
“I am at a loss to know what to do with you and where next to place you. Do you think that you could prove to us that you did move the iron?”